Could we turn back time?
Could we bring back the sun?
Could we become holy again?
The lies we embraced as own own,
The times we pretended we were okay,
Ending on a sour note of progression.
Could we sing you to sleep?
Could we apologize in somber eyes?
Could we **** to regain our love?
A land where death never comes,
A song where we were divided.
Could we turn back time?
Could we sing you to sleep?
Could we dowse you in red and blue?